Æschylus on the Tyrant’s Blindness

Thus I rendered my assistance to the tyrant among the mighty gods and in this way he has rewarded me; for in every tyrant’s heart there springs this purest poison: that he cannot trust, nor even recognize, his friend.

“He could be one of a million beach-bound, black-socked Florida retirees, not the man who, by some odd happenstance of life, possesses the brain of Albert Einstein — literally cut it out of the dead scientist's head.”